บท 1270: Drag to Hell

The next day, Jin Liwei gave himself a day off. Both he and Lu Zihao were on edge about Iris' emotional state after waking up. 

Contrary to their expectations, Iris woke up quite calm. Too calm, in fact, that she was making the two men extremely nervous.

She noticed that her husband and older brother were acting extra cautious around her but chose not to comment. 

It was only after the doctor performed another check-up on her and the twins and concluded that the mother and babies were all okay that Jin Liwei's tenseness eased a little. 

Afterwards, she called the two men over for a chat.

Inside the master suite's living area, she observed them while nibbling on a homemade biscuit.

"Where the Smoking Devil?" she asked.

Lu Zihao put his hand inside his pants' pocket and fished out the bejewelled smoking pipe.

Iris raised an eyebrow. "You bring it with you just like that?"

"It's mine." Lu Zihao shrugged.